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From the River to the Sea

A stark and heartbreaking message reflecting the horror of our times, Kenny Penn shares an emotive and emotional appeal. Free Palestine.

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    Poetry, Social Commentary

    From the River to the Sea

    From the river to the sea, Roar masses all over the world, Exasperated by eyes blind to suffering, Eager to witness the end of the...

    Kenny Penn
    by Kenny Penn
    From the river to the sea, Roar masses all over the world, Exasperated by eyes blind to suffering, Eager to witness the end of the genocide. ?????????? People of all religions, praying for peace, Angry protesters screaming for justice, Lifting up signs across University campuses, Endeared by the victims of senseless violence, Seared by the...
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    Writers & Writing

    Paul

    I did a lot of performance art in my college years, once I decided I was going to take peoples secrets and put them on...

    River Joy
    by River Joy
    I did a lot of performance art in my college years, once I decided I was going to take peoples secrets and put them on a massive piece of water color paper. I would use a dip pen and ink, I truly liked to make things as difficult as possible back then. I love the...
  • Fiction, Uplifting

    Caffe Sospeso

    The winter had been brutal. The cobbled streets seemed to absorb the cold—the ice embedding into the crevices between each worn stone, leaving a disconcerting...

    Celia
    by Celia
    The winter had been brutal. The cobbled streets seemed to absorb the cold—the ice embedding into the crevices between each worn stone, leaving a disconcerting sheen. Gabriella huddled into the doorway of the old church, wrapping her flimsy coat tighter around her body as she tried to escape the morning wind, propelled by the sea....
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    Fiction, Life

    STORMGROVE; In Time

    Photo by�Gustav Gullstrand�on�Unsplash Before.�Before your ignorance we stood tall. Before. Before you, we were the amused. The horned beetles slowly multiplying, speckled resting doe, the...

    ROCK
    by ROCK
    Photo by�Gustav Gullstrand�on�Unsplash Before.�Before your ignorance we stood tall. Before. Before you, we were the amused. The horned beetles slowly multiplying, speckled resting doe, the golden autumn Cantharellus, the wild swine lumbering toward the ponds edge, all so enchanting. Before you. The swaggering moose, drunk from fermented apples found respite here, with owl, wolf, fox,...
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    Poetry

    Glass Ceiling

    I bet you didn’t know you built a glass ceiling pane by pane- pain by pain… � -during our relationship. Something invisible, made by words...

    Hayley Matto
    by Hayley Matto
    I bet you didn’t know you built a glass ceiling pane by pane- pain by pain… � -during our relationship. Something invisible, made by words never spoken, and feelings that lived on tips of tongues and died silently slipping out on defeated exhales. Fragile feelings becoming hard and tempered like heat treated glass, clearer and...

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